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Thursday, July 21, 2011

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Anonymous
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Hmmmm thats kinda hard for me to say. I never really thought about it. Of course one would say the birth of a child, wedding day, etc... Well of Dec 02 I underwent Gastric bypass surgery. After a years process of getting approved, and 6 months into my weight loss. I was feeling good and looking great. I was the same size weight I was in middleschool. Just the looks on old school chum faces, being able to shop off the rack and not try on things was so great.

Needless to say after the birth of my daughter I packed on the pounds again. But I would love to live those days again.

That would have to be the day I looked at my son for the first time. I knew I would always remember that day, but I could have never anticipated the overwhelming feeling of "love" and "pride" I felt when my husband handed him to me. His little 7 pound body was light in my arms and yet my entire body felt so full. His tiny movements meant everything to me. If I had ever felt like I had really accomplished something, it was that day. I was a hero in my own mind.

The day my Dad passed away~~~ I would just want to hold on tight and let him know how much I was going to miss him~~~ I didnt know he would die that day, I was there that day and he passed that evening~~I thought I had more time....So as much as that day pains me I would re live it too make sure I had one more hug, one more look at those beautiful blue eyes~~~